Chapter 498: Investigation

Change rooms and do it again.

This time, Shirley lightened the pressure and adjusted the pressing speed to the appropriate speed, no longer making the keyboard unbearable pressure.

Kermon helps time the time to see if he can get the help of a pet bodyguard or something to complete the task.

Shirley played very fast, after all, she was already familiar with one article outside, and she could code the words step by step.

Kemon squatted on the sidelines, and when the word count gradually reached more than 19,000 words, his attention was highly concentrated, and he put down his phone, looking only at Shirley himself and his laptop.

19,990 words, 19,999 words, 20,000 words!

With a ding, the little black house was unlocked!

Shirley herself, who was sitting in a chair, disappeared in an instant.

Then Kemon looked at the empty computer desk and looked around, but he was the only one who stayed.

"Enmmmm......" Kemon was silent for ten seconds.

Shirley went out, but Kemon didn't.

He understood.

The little black house is calculated by the head, and Shirley can count as many words as she codes, and she has completed the code word task, but this has nothing to do with Kemon.

Kemeng patted his scarf again and called out the rice balls.

"You use dog hair to hit the keyboard, I read it next to me, read a paragraph and you write a paragraph, don't hit it too hard, and don't hit it too fast." Kemon admonished.

"Wang!" Tangyuan said that he understood.

Then Kemeng read a thousand words on the spot, and the dog hair of the rice balls also flew on the keyboard, completing a thousand words without damaging the keyboard.

"Get out of the way, it's my turn." Kemeng opened the rice balls and touched the keyboard, intending to be the rice balls' pick-up man.

However, the laptop seems to have an intelligent recognition function, and the text on the codeword software is instantly emptied and disappears, as if it does not exist.

Kemeng stared at the screen without moving, he had already thought of this stubble, and he didn't panic.

Kemeng is not in a hurry to go out, he is looking for loopholes in the small black house, after all, a hundred reincarnations are too scary, if there are no loopholes to drill, Kemeng does not plan to recognize the master in person.

"Come on, touch the keyboard with your dog hair."

Tang Yuan stretched out his dog hair to hit the keys, and Kemeng's fingers were also placed on the keyboard to see who the little black house recognized.

At this time, the codeword software locked the screen, and not a word could be pressed.

Kemeng and Tang Yuan both had a layer of inspiration in their hearts, and they knew a certain truth.

A computer can only allow one intelligent creature to code words.

Kemeng put the rice balls into the scarf, although only one creature was allowed to code the word, but the creature in the storage space could be taken out by Kemeng, which showed that there was a loophole in the small black room in disguise.

Kemeng quickly coded 20,000 words, and the next second he instantly returned to the door on the second floor.

Looking inside the storage scarf, the rice balls were really inside, and they had been taken out.

But Tangyuan didn't complete the code word task, it's still a 10,000-word task, if you want to drill the loophole without code words, then you have to drill into other people's storage props to avoid the fate of code words.

After Kemon finished the test, he left with Shirley.

The next day, members of the Demolition Brigade of the Investigation Bureau arrived.

Kemeng supervised the scene and watched the demolition team dig out the foundations of the entire small building, and one house after another rose into the air.

They want to stuff the little black house into it with special storage items, otherwise they won't be able to transport the little black house to Koi City.

"Strange, why can't you fit in?" The people of the demolition brigade were stunned, raising their hands to carry the four-story room, but they couldn't stuff it into the storage props.

He spent most of his time, touching with mental power, chanting incantations with his mouth, but it was useless, and the storage props seemed to be inaudible.

"What's going on?" Kemon walked over and asked about the situation.

"Team K, I can't seem to hold this thing."

"Why don't you try?" The head of the demolition brigade asked cautiously.

Kemon shook his scarf and patted the mud layer of the foundation of the four-story building.

"Close!" Kemon urged in his heart.

The storage scarf is stored by aligning an item with a contact surface and at the same time accurately proofreading with awareness.

But this time, the storage scarf failed.

Kemon frowned, silently sensing the state of the storage scarf with his spiritual sense.

I can't take it.

The target object is above it, and the storage space cannot hold the target.

The storage space is not compatible with the target object.

Three thoughts crossed Kemeng's mind, and Kemeng tasted the product and explained to the people of the demolition brigade: "The space of the small black house is quite special, and the space items can't accept it. ”

"Huh?"

"So what should I do, I've never been in a situation like this."

"That's right, even zero-level items can be stored in storage props, does it already have an owner?" Someone speculated.

Many special items can be contained by storage props, and the people of the demolition brigade are used to using storage props, and for the first time they see items that cannot be contained.

Generally speaking, there is a strong sense of rejection from objects with owners, but if the storage item is tough enough, it can also be forcibly contained.

The storage props in the hands of the demolition team leader are not ordinary items, they have a strong containment capacity, no matter what kind of ferocious monsters can be locked in, and they can also contain heavy pollutants so that pollution does not seep out.

For example, storage scarves like Kemon's are full of space gaps, and if large pollutants are installed inside the towel, spiritual pollution is very likely to seep out.

"It did not confess the Lord." Kemon shook his head, "If this thing had an owner, it wouldn't be on the street......"

Once the small black house recognizes the owner, it can be hidden in the host's consciousness, and it does not occupy a volume, which is very powerful.

"Why?" The leader of the demolition team was puzzled, showing an inquiring expression.

Kemeng shook his head and didn't elaborate, the evaluation level of the little black house has not yet come out, but Kemeng thinks that the potential of the little black house is very huge, and it can imprison the great terror.

Of course, if the code word speed is fast, it will take a few more levels.

"Okay, but I found out that the tenant on the second floor seems to be missing, do you have any clues inside?" The leader of the demolition team still believes that the small black house has an owner, and its owner is the tenant on the second floor.

Kemeng didn't look into it before, but after hearing the demolition team leader mention the tenant, he frowned and recalled: "In the small black house, every room has the same layout, and I didn't see the tenant. ”

"I want to see people alive, and I want to see corpses when I die, I suspect that the owner of the little black house has escaped." The captain of the demolition team still insisted on his idea, focusing his suspicions on the original second-floor tenants.

Kemon took out his mobile phone to retrieve the file of the tenant on the second floor, who was an Internet writer and had been coding for some years, but there was no recent record of his travels. Even surveillance cameras on nearby streets didn't capture him personally, and the only surveillance camera showing his face was five days ago, eating at a noodle shop, and he hasn't been seen since.

In addition, he also has a task to explode, but it has not been completed, and there has been a break recently.

And the break time happened to be the day when passers-by hit the invisible wall.

Kemon had a vague feeling that he had died suddenly and had become the main body of the rules of the little black house.